When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

Wei Zhi clutched his butt with tears in his eyes. Although it was very painful, he still got up numbly.

Chai Qiming finally jumped down and followed him. From the beginning to the end, he didn't know what he was chasing.

As the green shadow shuttled through the winding and disorderly alley, Lan Zijun's footsteps slowed down, gradually stopped, and lost track of him.

Huatian followed pantingly, panting heavily and asked, "What is that?"

"Demon." Lan Zijun stared cautiously around, smelling the demonic aura in the air.

Huatian frowned, protecting Jianjian, and staring at the surroundings together with Lan Zijun.

Wei Zhi and Chai Qiming chased after them, and they stood in the middle of the alley intersection, guarding the intersection.

"What are we guarding?" Chai Qiming asked Wei Zhi in a low voice.

Wei Zhi leaned closer to his head and seriously shook his head: "I don't know."

Chai Qiming's face darkened, and he stopped talking.

"He must still be here." Lan Zijun was sure.

"Is there any way to find him?" Hanada asked.

Lan Zijun shook his head, the smell was covered up, this way would not work.

Huatian sighed, and took out the purple bamboo flute from the small box, Huatian was unwilling to use this method unless it was absolutely necessary.

Seeing the purple bamboo flute, Lan Zijun took out a handkerchief and blocked his ears. Jian Jian and Wei Zhi inserted their hands into the ears and eyes, blocking them tightly.

Chai Qiming didn't know why, so he looked at the movements suspiciously.

What the hell are you doing?

The flute sounded, and the soft tone came into Chai Qiming's mind. Drowsiness struck, and Chai Qiming was drowsy. He felt his body was light and he wanted to fly.

His eyes were blurred, the things in front of him were gradually blurred, his eyelids were closed, and he slowly fell to the ground.

He was clearly aware of what had happened, and he was still clear about the things around him, but he couldn't control his body, couldn't move, and squinted at the outside world.

At the end of the song, the noisy alley became dead silent.

Huatian split up and searched the whole alley.

Chai Qiming looked at the swaying footsteps in front of him and was very anxious.

"It's you!" Lan Zijun's astonishment came from an alley.

Huatian and others came one after another.

"It's you!" The crowd exclaimed the same as Lan Zijun.

Qingteng's lower body was vines, winding around the damaged wall, and her upper body became a human figure. Because she couldn't support herself, she fell to the ground, closed her eyes, and looked at the few who came.

Huatian rolled up his sleeves, came to Qingteng, looked down at him, and said displeasedly, "Why is it you again?"

Qingteng rolled her eyes, brother, let me explain.

"Wei Pheasant, take it back." Huatian turned his head and left. If he had known it was this kid, he wouldn't have made such a big effort.

Wei Zhi looked at the vines wrapped around the wall with a sad face, and asked, "My lord, how do you take him back?"

Hua Tian turned around and scolded: "Do you still need to ask me? Use your own brain."

After finishing speaking, he took Jianjian and left angrily.

Wei Zhi raised his eyes to look at the vine, pulled out the snow red, and pointed it at the bottom of the vine root.

"Hmm!" Qingteng struggled and shouted, her body twitching and shaking, the century-old spiritual energy was all in her roots.

Lan Zijun stood aside, sighed, and said to Wei Zhi: "Wei Zhi, you go and bring Chai Qiming back, and leave it to me here."

Wei Zhi took Xue Chi away, and looked at Lan Zijun suspiciously.

"What are you looking at!" Lan Zijun glared at Wei Zhi, feeling guilty.

Wei Zhi squinted out of the alley, looking back at the two of them every step of the way.

"Get out!" Lan Zijun shouted.

"Get out, just get out, I'm afraid people won't see it." With a hey hey, Wei Zhi quickly fled the alley.

Enraged by Wei Zhi, Lan Zijun turned his head to stare at Qingteng, it's all your mother's fault.

Qingteng Chaolanzijun laughed non-stop, regained some intuition, and said with a bad tongue: "Xiaolan, you are the best."

Lan Zijun knelt down, punched the thick vine, pinched it again in frustration, and scattered all the anger he had suffered these days on the vine.

The century-old vines have long formed a thick cortex, no matter how Lan Zijun vents his anger, Qingteng has no intuition, but instead enjoys it, lying on the ground, looking sideways at the angry Lan Zijun.

Lan Zijun "ravaged" Ivy from bottom to top.

It was fine at the beginning, but later on, Lan Zijun felt that something was wrong, Qingteng's cheeks were flushed, and his body was burning hot.

"What's wrong with you?" Lan Zijun retracted his feet and asked away from the green vines, but he didn't do anything.

Qingteng struggled to move her arms, covered her body, looked at Lan Zijun with a charming smile, and said, "Xiao Lan, you touched my little Qingteng just now, I'm... hard."

The corner of Lan Zijun's mouth twitched, he turned around, and said, "I'll give you half a cup of tea, and I'll take care of it myself."

After finishing speaking, he left the alley and leaned against the wall to breathe.

There was an indescribable humming sound in the alley, and Qingteng shouted deliberately, thinking that Lan Zijun was listening outside, and his movements became more comfortable.

Lan Zijun leaned on the corner of the alley, clutching the hem of the clothes with both hands, and clamping his legs, suffering.

After Qingteng finished moaning, Lan Zijun also calmed down, straightened his robes, and walked into the alley with a cold face.

The green vines were lying on the ground, the clothes were loose, and most of the vines were taken away. He turned to look at Lan Zijun, and said teasingly: "Xiao Lan, I have no strength, come and help me fasten my belt."

He leaned forward and opened his mouth to Lan Zijun.

Lan Zijun's face was gloomy, he snapped his fingers, and a bright rope appeared out of thin air.

"Lock!" shouted loudly, and the fairy lock chain tightly entangled the green vine into a cocoon.

"Hey, Xiaolan, I haven't fastened my trouser belt yet." Qingteng wriggled on the ground with difficulty, and crawled to Lan Zijun's feet.

Lan Zijun cast a glance at Qingteng, and walked out of the alley, and came out together with Qingteng tied up with immortal chains.

Wei Zhi found Chai Qiming and looked at him helplessly, how to solve this?

"Lord Hua!" Hua Tian called out loudly, the voice penetrated the entire alley and reached the ears of Hua Tian outside the alley entrance.

"What's the matter?" Hua Tian tiptoed displeasedly.

"Go and have a look." Jian Jian dragged the reluctant Hua Tian into the alley again.

Wei Zhi squatted on the ground and gave Chai Qiming various massages and kneading, but it didn't work at all.

Seeing the two pairs of familiar shoes in front of his eyes, Wei Zhi was overjoyed, raised his eyes, and asked with a helpless smile: "My lord, what should I do?"

Hua Tian looked at Chai Qiming who looked like a corpse, how could he forget him.

After snapping his fingers, Chai Qiming twitched and regained his vitality.

Chai Qiming lowered his body, let out a long breath, and sighed: "Brother Hua, your ability is too powerful, I have no room to resist."

"That's right, our lord's ability has not yet been fully revealed. There is also a spiritual sword that can chop Ling Xiao up and cut Dragon Palace down..." Wei Zhi babbled in various ways.

"Hey!" Hua Tian hurriedly stopped, and if he continued, his identity as the King of Hades would be lost. "Go and see Brother Zijun, why haven't you come out yet?"

Wei Zhi immediately changed the subject, and said coldly, "I guess I won't be able to come out for a while."